Page 81 of Game Misconduct

“Yeah.” Leif panned the camera lower, showing off the way his cock strained at the fabric of his pajama pants. He was hard enough that there was a little wet spot on the fabric already.

Tanner groaned. He wanted his mouth on Leif now. Whyyy were they like a thousand miles apart right now?

“Fuck, I need your cock,” Tanner said. “Take your cock out, Princess. I want to see it.”

The image on the screen spun dizzily for a moment before Tanner got a view of the ceiling. In the background, he could hear the rustle of clothing, then the image moved again and finally settled on Leif’s cock.

Seriously, Tanner would know that dickanywhere.

It was fucking perfect. Not too long, not too thick, just this perfect, gorgeously proportioned cock with a nice little turtleneck between these long, strong thighs sprinkled with a little bit of gold hair. Perfection.

Tanner wanted his face all up in there and all he could do right now was touch himself. He groaned.

“This okay?” Leif asked like Tanner was somehownotgoing to be into what was in his pants. Like he hadn’t been all about it every other time they hooked up or video chatted lately.

“Yeah,” Tanner said hoarsely. “Fuckyou look good.”

Leif’s phone was farther away now, propped up on something so Tanner could see everything from mid-thigh to the top of Leif’s head.

Tanner watched as Leif played with his foreskin, tugging it back to show off the deep pink tip, a little bit of liquid glistening at the tip.

Tanner groaned again. Fuck this was so stupid hot. “Then what? If you had me hard and ready to go in your apartment after we got back from the club, what would you do next?”

“I’d—I’d take you to my bedroom and get you naked and all spread out on my bed.”

“Would you tie me up?”

“Uhh.” Leif blinked. “Yeah. If you want.”

Tanner shrugged. “It can be fun sometimes, but I don’t care either way.”

He wasn’t into it the way Mickey and Rafe were. Not that he blamed Mickey for wanting to tie up that himbo and have his way with him. Rafe was the prettiest giant slab of man meat around.

But Leif was the one he wanted to be in bed with right now.

“I’d tell you to grab the pillow over your head while I opened you up,” Leif said, licking his lips. “Take my time with you, make you all worked up.”

“I’malreadyworked up.”

Leif shot him a sly little grin. “Yeah, you’re getting off easy right now, Clayton. If I had you in my bed, I wouldn’t let you touch your cock while I got my fingers in your ass.”

Tanner groaned. Holy shit it was hot when Leif got a little casually bossy like this. He leaned over, grabbing the slimvibrating toy he’d gotten out earlier. “Can I use this on myself now?”

Leif squinted at the screen then said, “Yeah, but don’t turn it on. Just work it inside you and hold it there for now.”

“Okay.”

Tanner shifted so he had his knees bent, heels against his ass, thighs spread wide.

Leif licked his lips, his own strokes slowing. He was silent as Tanner slicked the toy and pushed it a little way inside.

Tanner moaned at the feeling. “Fuck that’s good. Not as good as your dick but …”

“I’d open you up so slowly it drove youcrazy,” Leif promised. “Make you beg for it.”

“Fuck!” Tanner slid the toy in a little farther and clenched around it. “I bet your fingers would feel even better than this.”

He reached for his cock but he’d barely grazed his fingers across the shaft when Leif barked, “No! No touching until I tell you.”